Peru

After the ceremony, we could have a flower bath to clean our energy in the morning. I didn’t go because I was fast asleep and slightly nervous of the fact I may have thrown up all over one or both of the shaman. When the medicine took me, I lost all control of my body and mind. We were encouraged to sit up as the shaman passed us to receive the icaro’s (songs). I think I tried but I have no clue as to whether I did or not. I know I could not even get to the toilet without help. The facilitators were so utterly amazing. They were there when we needed them. Supporting and encouraging. I will never forget their selflessness. Literally carrying us if we could not walk. So, after my doze in the morning, we had the integration. When it was my turn I said my piece and felt quite emotional. I kept it short. We had a guided meditation that day and it was beautiful. I felt so calm. Although the night was rough we had another ceremony that night, so I rested as much as I could. Lunch w...

I arrived in London to spend the night with friends before flying to Peru the next day. I was looking forward a catch up and a pleasant evening. Well, that was the plan anyway. As the afternoon approached I decided to have a nap so I opened my carrier case containing my sleep apnoea mask. The mask was missing one tiny magnetic clip, so it would not close and make a seal. For fuck's sake man! Now? Why? I went out on a desperate search starting at the chemist, Nothing, except the advice to go to the nearest hospital. Nothing, "try another hospital" so, I crossed London and went to the emergency department of the Charing Cross hospital which is not in Charing Cross. Two lovely doctors tried to help but the masks were different fits, so I returned with masks which have I believe since been used as fancy dress at a Comic Con. My friend, a bit of a handyman found his gaffer tape and "stuck" my mask together. This managed to last the entire three weeks I was away.  ...